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Jimmy was a quiet kid from London. He was also a prisoner. From his toes to his arm pits,

the young lad was encased in plaster, a suffocating body cast that kept him completely immobile.

From most of his childhood, Jimmy endured the terrible suffocating quiet,

wasting away a little more with every passing day. But tuberculosis of the bones is an unpredictable

thing, and happily by the age of 13 Jimmy had begun to recover. Slowly he outgrew his plaster

cocoon and hobbled into the world around him. It was a tough transition to build his strength

and confidence he took up tap dancing and found himself drawn to the music. But in the pre-war

London of 1938 there was no money in dancing. So he tried his hand at selling shoes.

Then he worked in a jam factory. Then he worked in a scrap metal yard. With no formal education,

his options were limited. At the canned food factory he caught off a chunk of his thumb

slicing meat. There had to be a better way. Jimmy decided to educate himself. He read

everything he could and found that aside from music, engineering and fabrication made the most

sense to his brain. When the war broke out he found work in a factory manufacturing aircraft.

It was important work and he was good at it. But still it was the music that called him,

and when the drummer of a local band was drafted, Jimmy auditioned for his spot.

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